When they realized that following the game might offer a slim chance of survival, while refusing it only led to death, some chose to betray their humanity.
A woman who appeared to be in her fifties stood up, tugged at her elegantly tailored grass-green suit jacket, pointed in the direction by the window in front of her, and said, "The young lady sitting in the fourth row in front of me by the window, wearing a purple dress, she's... the prettiest."
Upon hearing this, a young girl covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Sister, she's talking about you!"
Xu Xingguang unfastened her seatbelt, stood up, and gracefully turned to look at the woman behind her.
The whole process was elegant and pleasing to the eye, and all the passengers in the cabin saw her face clearly.
Her naturally slightly curly, ink-colored long hair was casually twisted with a chopstick-shaped black iron hairpin, half draped over and covering a large expanse of her fair and lovely back.
